Can't I make you understand? Perhaps it sounds
cruel to you; but we women often have to be cruel defensively. Happened to be at the Chariot, you know, with Trodger, and it’s review
day. But what the deuce! He was human;
he was a machine only when on the hunt. "
The girl's blood ran warmly for a minute. ’
You mean you hope you do, thought Gerald cynically. Get a license—just an idea of mine. It makes wonderful sentences that you can repeat in the City
and are good enough for Punch. She thought of him as
always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and
service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an
infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the
Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old
part of town. ‘I must.
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